Munro Lee from District 3

She is quite skinny, slightly underweight because she isn't hungry much for some reason. She has shoulder length dirty blonde hair that is super wavy and hard to tame. Her trademark hairstyle is a high ponytail to keep her hair out of her eyes. She has blue-ish green eyes that some times change in different light. She is 5'11'', quite tall for her age. She has a small bust and no figure, a pencil.

Most of her muscle mass is in her arms, so she is pretty strong, but her wit outweighs her slight strength. She is a fantastic long distance runner, being able to run miles without a break, but she has weak speed.

I'm an inventor. My father is a tester for District 3, and if anything he tests falls apart in his hands, he hides a few parts in his pockets and brings them home to me. He could get arrested for stealing from the Capitol, but I'm so grateful, and he promises he likes doing it.

My greatest invention has been a multi-use tool that I call FAE. FAE stands for "Fixes Almost Anything." It has a hammer, a screwdriver, and one last tool of my own creation. I call it a sparker. If you use the Sparker on anything that runs on batteries for one minute, it will be completely recharged for at least a month or two. FAE has saved me and my father on numerous occasions.

I am one of the smartest in my class, which isn't saying much. Being in District 3, a lot of kids my age know how to make technological advances in their own homes. I still enjoy the satisfaction of getting a perfect score on my Engineering Exam.

although I love my life, I always feel like somethings missing from it. Maybe its the fact that I've never been outside my District. I know many people haven't, but still, I get restless. I have an attention disorder,which is strange because we thought our Doctors cured those years ago. But I don't regret anything except never exploring outside those fences...

My father is not my biological one, but I love him as if we were related. On the night I was born, my real mother placed me outside of Father's house, knocked on the door, then left. What Father told me was she was going to die of Lung Infection very soon, so she did it to save me. So my Father raised me on his own. He is now 77, so he was an old man when I was dropped on his doorstep. He had a wife, but she was dead a few weeks before I showed up.

He taught me everything. How to read, how to write, how to construct a high definition touch screen television with only spare parts and a screwdriver, he means the world to me.

Because Father is older now and cannot work as hard as he used to, I have to receive at least one tessera per year to make sure we can have enough food. I would never want to compete in the Hunger Games knowing if I died, Father would be left fending for himself. I could never do that to him.

Because of my lack of attention span, I don't have many friends. but that's ok. I'll make some eventually, and we'll learn to love each others flaws.